Luyện nghe bài hát On This I Stand

On this I
Two sets of footprints ahead of the dirt softened from tear drops
And the earth as the son of the moon
protected by a forcefield of pure thought.. On this I
A rally of unemployed disgruntled words spawned from long journeys somewhere
somewhere that causes me pain as I strain my soul crammin it with (light?)
so I bring some there.
I bleed the blood of a cold stone that roams without a
I'm only deep enough to realize I'm shallow
My head I keep it up but its hard to keep it
when you believe in love,
and you just cope with hate
Metal rust, leaves into dust,
as the difference between and lust clarifies as trust
if you had an hour to sum your whole life up
would you spend that hour sayin that an hour ain't
I've escaped the shell that bound me to
now I'm faithful to the but compared to it I'm powerless
the first step was made, and it was a accomplishment
the pond was sittin still, so I a rock in it
and as my reflection it all became clear
the seasons change so there's no reason for fear
we made an autobiography of our years
its all I got and I'm giving it you because I
See, a lot of the time humans as artists exist in a self-projected state of
were either too close to our image to objective in our perception,
or too far away to be subjective in any
this only widens the in social conformity
to our souls at birth and so I write.
I write without the intention of objectivity
or attention on the
but only as an omni directional
between the (floating, tunnel structured?)
realities present in comprable and time.
see I write for the future,
I write the future, for the present
I write with my past, the future, for the present.
On this I
The of a limbo adjacent to my generation, facing out the window
waiting for some ventilation, patient while the blows
in its demonstration, overall innovation.
On this I
A fountain of youth sovereignty, (found in?) syllables more a pound of flesh
deep of achievement, a dream and a wake up call
another of the quest.
On this I
loved civilization.
On this I
The of creation.
On this I
A for self.
On this I
I you for your help.
On I stand
My born child.
On this I
for now.
On I stand
Life, love, and hate.
On this I
An album, you could relate. Peace...